Forgive Me For My Trauma

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A glass nearly empty
Seemed to crowded for me,
If I stay, and nobody noticed,
Or was unable to locate,
I worried.
I just wanted ways to be reachable,
Like you,
Without suspicion of touch.
But I can't,
Forgive me for my trauma.

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